Saturday, February 26, 2011

RAINY DAYS' READING





I am waiting out

The rain that will

Fall forhours, for days,

Drowning outdoor ambitions,

Compromising small plans

In exchange for feeding

And watering the world.

For now, I’m safe

And dry, a book

In hand, turning pages,

Marking time’s passage

By ignoring it, losing

Myself in a story

Not my own,

Carried along

On a river of words

That needs no rain

To refill it. The journey

Will take me

Back to the sunlight

When the story is

Done, and the storm

Has weakened and passed.


Copyright (c) 2011 by the author

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